*This is a revised and substantially updated version of a previous story of mine. Hope you think it is now more intense.
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The night couldn't have gone any better I thought to myself as I opened the door to my flat and ushered in my beautiful companion. As she moved past me, I could smell the faint whiffs of her vanilla based perfume that she must have sprayed at the beginning of the date.
We had met through one of those dating sites and somehow I'd managed to entertain her enough with my words that we had arranged to meet. She'd travelled over to mine and I'd taken her to my favourite Chinese restaurant where, not only had we consumed a lot of drink and crispy aromatic duck but, we had also really chatted and got to know each other more.
Of course I had been nervous about the meeting. I might have been 19 years older but I still am not confident about my attraction to the opposite sex. And like many men, I still craved the validation that having a pretty woman interested in you provided. However, the conversation had flowed as easily as the alcohol. I really enjoyed making her laugh and hearing about her many adventures.
She had a naturally pretty and elegant face with refined features and a body that just screamed sexual lust. 5'3" with big, almost dreamy green/grey eyes, full lips, long light brown hair and a sensational figure. Her makeup was perfect and she wore a timeless knee length black dress that hugged her womanly curves and offered an appetising view of an astonishingly deep cleavage that I struggled throughout the night to not stare at.
As the evening progressed and the food and wine took a hold, we had moved to the dance floor where we enjoyed all of the cheesy songs with gay abandon. Like myself, she was from the school of 'dancing is fun so go wild' rather than the 'maintain composure and only side steep shuffle' brigade. I managed to fully break the touch barrier when dancing and felt the electricity pass between us when I did.
She moved with a carefree and confident attitude on the dance floor, completely at ease with her womanly body and the power that it had on men and I knew that I had to feel her naked against me. Her eyes sparkled and her smile lit up a twenty metre radius exhibiting a sense of fun that seemed to indicate that she was really letting her hair down from her usual routine.
"When are you going to take me home?" she whispered into my ear when we were moving together on the dance floor.
Even though I had felt the signs during the night, my heart beat still quickened as she said this and returning to our table I immediately booked us an Uber to take us home.
As we entered my flat, we slipped out of our shoes in the hallway and I turned to close the door. When I turned back, she leaned in for a kiss. Our lips brushed together, softly at first and then increasing in pressure as we both acknowledged that our bodies desperately wanted this.
My arms swept around her waist pulling her into me and crushing her chest into mine. My tongue entered her mouth and I tasted her as one hand fell to her bottom to gently caress it. We pulled away and looked into our eyes. They shone with an intensity that signalled we were both going to spend the night exploring our bodies.
"Umm" she quietly murmured and rested her head on my shoulder.
"Let me get us some drink" I said and moved down the hallway and into the kitchen.
I poured us some soft drink over ice and guzzled some water down. The food had been delicious but I didn't want to dry out and drank the water to prevent the usually arriving headache. I also popped in some chewing gum to keep my mouth lubricated for the unlimited kissing and licking that I was planning on doing.
"You've got a lovely flat." she said. "It has such a nice feel to it."
"Thanks" I replied handing her, her drink "let me give you the tour".
We moved through the apartment finishing in the main bedroom. My heart was thumping at the anticipation of what was to come. A mixture of animal lust, excitement and some nerves at whether I would be able to please her as much as I wanted to, coursed through me.
I took charge and placed her drink on the bedside table. I turned on some soft music, dimmed the lights a little and then stood next to her in the middle of the room. We both looked at each other not saying a word. Our eyes explored each other's faces and I took a step back to run them down over her body.
She looked amazing and the anticipation of feeling her naked form against me was sending blood to my cheeks and to my groin. I took off the light blue jacket that I'd worn on the date and stepped forward into her.
My hand touched her cheek before moving round to her neck and then the back of the head. I could feel her long hair against my hand and I leaned in for a kiss. Our mouths opened a lot more readily this time and our tongues tasted each other. God she was wonderful and her mouth was warm and wet.
I could feel her womanly body against mine as we continued to kiss and our scents began to merge into this heady potion of wanton lust. My woody Jo Malone seemed the perfect pairing to her sweet fruity perfume, creating this enchanting new fragrance that was as delicious as I hoped our love making would be. The intensity increased as we tilted our heads to ensure that our lips could make a better and deeper connection. My other hand pulled her waist tighter into me, allowing my body to feel almost every inch of her curves pressed against me.
I pulled away and we looked at each other lustfully. From when I'd stumbled across her profile six weeks previously and sent my tentative first message, now she was in my bedroom ready for me to explore her body. In the words of one of my favourite love songs 'Someday is tonight'.
I turned her around and stepped in close behind her. I could feel her body trembling about the onset of what was to come and I placed my hands on her shoulders.
Moving my face closer to her head, I moved her hair over her shoulder and ran my lips up her smooth neck. I don't know what shampoo she had used but she smelt divine as I placed kisses at the base of her skull before trailing a path round to her ears and nuzzling that sensitive area of skin.
She let out a murmur as she tipped her head to the side to allow me greater access to her neck. As I leaned my body into her, my hands moved round to the front. One to cup her encased breasts and the other to slide over her flat stomach. As my hand felt the comforting weight of her breasts that I'd been fantasising about all night, I couldn't help a groan of appreciation spilling out.
I felt her bottom push back into my eager groin and I responded by moving my lips across her shoulders to the zip at the top of her dress. My tongue traced a path down her spine as it followed the zip's slow descent, stopping at the top of her bottom where I planted a hot kiss. Standing back up, I gently swept the straps away from her shoulders allowing the dress to slide down her figure, momentarily pausing as it struggled to pass over the swell of her large breasts.
I gave the dress a little tug and it broke free and fell to the floor. She let out a small sigh as she recognised that she was standing in her underwear, leaning against this older man who was still dressed in his crisp white shirt and smart jeans.
My hands moved to the clasp of her bra, unclipping it in one movement, releasing the pressure off of her shoulders and letting it tumble onto the carpet. I was desperate to place my hands on her naked breasts, to feel that warm smooth skin but first I needed to slide her panties off her shapely hips, which I did with the lightest of touches.
And there you were, totally naked apart from a delightful necklace with the warm light of my bedside lamps playing across your soft skin. I want you to believe that I am playing it cool, that I am completely confident in your company but inside my heart is pounding like a jackhammer.
I move you forward until you are facing the bedroom wall, legs slightly parted and your hands against the wall. Keeping you there, I remove my clothes and step back into you. My cock is raging, the hardest it's been for years and dribbling precum like a leaky tap. I push the vertical length between the cheeks of your bottom to give you a feel for what I'm so desperate to slide inside you.
You gasp as the tip stands proud and dabs the base of your spine. I lay my hands on your shoulders and slide them down your naked back. As I do, I lean in placing more kisses on your neck and nibbling your sweet tasting flesh.
As my hands move down and to the sides, they feel your waist sweep in before flaring out for your hips. Your body is incredible. It's like it was designed just for me and me alone. Wholesome genuine curves wrapped up in skin so smooth that it feels my hands aren't sensitive enough to appreciate it. I leisurely continue moving down your back, descending onto my knees so that my hot tongue can trace a path across your delightful and shapely bottom.
With me on my knees, praying at the altar of your divine attraction, I place my hands on your hips and apply some pressure to indicate that I want you to turn round. You do so and I look up at your heavenly wonder.
The vision is like a wet dream to me and your fabulous breasts are swaying as you struggle to control your breathing. God I want you, I want you so badly and absolutely nothing is going to stop me from having you. From making you my own and savouring you as only an older stronger man should a younger beautiful woman.
I place kisses on your hips and continue up across your tummy and to your breasts. I'm such a boob man and your G cups have been driving me absolutely crazy since we first met earlier that night. They're incredible and even without a bra hang firm and round despite their size and weight.